It wasn't exactly a stalker it was Tyler, his voice was raspy & sexy. For some reason it felt as if I needed to hear his voice. Tyler calmly said " Something important is going on my life and I want you to be apart of it. He grabbed my hand and kissed it multiple times when I was working in the boutique he used to kiss me all the time but at this point it felt wrong. I told him to stop.
I yanked my hand back and snarled. He was gross & sloppy, and I took a step back, but he followed trying to kiss my lips, again I yanked my body back.
Then Tyler finally, grabbed my neck, he grabbed it extremely hard. He started breathing hard & accessibly. He grabbed both of my hands and gagged my mouth after than I was hit in the head & everything went black.
*Hours Later*
When I awoke, I was In a dark room. My hands were tied behind my back.
I was struggling & screaming for help, but no one answered. For some reason it felt like I needed to comforted by Tim, but.... He wasn't here with me.
No was with me.. Then the door opened there was a bright light coming from the door. A figure approached me, and I could hear the giggling sounds they were making.
I heard a knife's blade clink as they drew a blade from their pocket. The body knelt before me & said, " Insurance is a costly matter, so is the boutique, destroying it would put the wads of money in my pocket that I put in yours, but! There's one problem you won't be apart of the equation."
I screamed in horror as I recognized who my kidnapper & soon to be murderer was.. Tyler, he was working with Gina? Did this have anything to do with Gina? My mind collapsed & my thoughts were gone including my soul.
Again I awoke to a different scenery, this time I was laying on my back, on a metal cold table. When Tyler walked in, he had a wicked smile on his face.
He had different knives on a belt clip,
Around his waist. He unbuttoned my pants & pulled them down, I started screaming and crying for help, they were interrupted by a slap to my face.
He pulled out a butcher knife, and ran the blade down my thigh, but he didn't add pressure to the handle to actually cut my leg.
He laughed when he heard me whimper & beg for mercy. He then slapped me again, he said to me, " you just couldn't have just took my warning I told you to skip town but you stayed you hard-headed bitch."
" I purposely hired you last year because once you filled out my application I could tell by your handwriting that you were classy & educated."
Even in a state of fighting for my life, I was flattered. He saw me crack a small smile on my face. I finally built up the courage to say, " why are you doing this to me?" He responds," I simply didn't do anything to YOU, you caused this yourself."
After he said that, It wan an awkward silence then, the door of the room opened. Gina walked in with a blank expression on her face, she said softly, " kill her."
I screamed in agony, I thought Gina and I were going to patch things up with our rocky relationship but then, I came into realization that we didn't really even have a relationship she was a woman who had serious mental problems and she serious problems with me but after this, all the sincerity of my apology was now gone.
I spat on the ground with disgust I just simply closed my eyes & sighed because I was tied down and there was truly nothing else I could do, Gina did a twirling dance and pulled out a knife and Tyler, just simply laughed at me knowing this was going to be my demise, but I felt this sort of emotion in my body that this wasn't going to be my last breath nor thought, this emotion was hope it felt like something was telling me I was going to be saved, but when? I needed my knight in shining armor but mines was in the hospital because of me, my mother always told me, "once you realize something that took a while to realize, the situation is far worse than what you've imagine it was." This quote helped me through life, but at this point I didn't really have anything to be realize but the fact that I was dead to them & I would be dead to the world in a few hours.
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A Living Fancy
AcciónMany stories matter. Stories have been used to dispossess and to malign. But stories can also be used to empower, and to humanize. Stories can break the dignity of humanity. But stories can also repair that broken dignity of being A Living Fancy.